Questions From the Big Chair

What is life? Do you feel the seconds and minutes counting down your life are out of mind? You spend your day from task to task feeling like you’re standing immobile in your own body as a prisoner without a direction, sails laid bare, floating in a sea of indifference.

In Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina, Levin asks a few troubling questions, so troubling that he hides a gun and a rope knowing he may one day be so troubled by a lack of answers that he will want to end his life. I know it sounds drastic but Tolstoy modeled the character, Levin, after himself and the author did indeed carry a gun and rope with him. Levin’s questions are the same questions we are philosophically inclined to wonder about… what is life. Continue reading Questions From the Big Chair

While the World Gentle Weeps

 

George_Harrison_1974_edited*This was written years ago but is just making its debut. For reasons I ‘m not sure of, I just couldn’t bring myself to post it. But now it is time, this is my testament to George who has influenced my life more than I will ever completely know. -JC

“George himself is no mystery. But the mystery inside George is immense. It’s watching him uncover it all, little by little that’s so dam interesting.”  -John Lennon

When I learned of George Harrisons’ death on the 29th of November 2001, I felt a lost that begged me to search of myself, just what it was that inspired me about the “quiet Beatle”.  Admit it or not, we’re influenced by people of notoriety. The downside is when one feels an affinity for power, wealth, and fame; a false sense of liberation from a life deemed as imperfect, burdensome, or ordinary.  The true path of influence is more a mystical alignment, a personal identification with another life lived that reinforces, inspires or opens a door to a new way of thinking; of growing into one’s own skin. We may feel as a student to a teacher who opens up the possibilities of a single star on the horizon to masses of stars in the universe. Continue reading While the World Gentle Weeps